I think I wish I was still in Greece
The Universe still feels like it's speaking Angry Chinese at me while I just nod and smile and flail my arms incompetently in an appesatory way. I'm experiencing all manner of weird symptoms like phone related anxiety. I spent a whole year like this, more or less, when I was in Liverpool. Knowing there was sensible, rational things I needed to do but for some reason feeling completely frozen and unable to do them (or at least not until the night before they were due).
My watch is still set to Greek Time. I find this strangely soothing because it means I can live in a fantasy bohemian world in which I have a lie-in until 10am every day, but then paradoxically still have two extra hours in which to accomplish stuff (e.g. Hahaha, it's not really 4pm! It's only 2pm in the UK so I can still have two hours in which to get to the post office etc.)
Photos from Greece have been uploaded to Flickr and are here
They include a number of photos of my heir licking glass.
My watch is still set to Greek Time. I find this strangely soothing because it means I can live in a fantasy bohemian world in which I have a lie-in until 10am every day, but then paradoxically still have two extra hours in which to accomplish stuff (e.g. Hahaha, it's not really 4pm! It's only 2pm in the UK so I can still have two hours in which to get to the post office etc.)
Photos from Greece have been uploaded to Flickr and are here
They include a number of photos of my heir licking glass.